Mr. Wrong
Chasing Shadows: Unraveling the Enigmatic Tale of Mr. Wrong
Lyrics
I’m underneath the buzzards circling the sun
I find myself in a desolate or ominous situation, surrounded by buzzards circling the sun.
In the footsteps of an outlaw on the run
I'm following the path of someone considered an outlaw or fugitive.
I’m looking at the crows feeding from the rows
Observing crows feeding in the fields of golden wheat, corn, and sorghum.
Of golden wheat and corn and sorghum
Describing the agricultural landscape where crows are present.
I’m walking with my hat and black boots on
I'm walking wearing a hat and black boots, suggesting a journey or quest.
On the trail of a man named Mr. Wrong
Pursuing someone named Mr. Wrong on a trail, implying a chase or pursuit.
Back in Santa Fe I set out on my way
Recalling a past experience in Santa Fe with a silver badge, tobacco, and gun.
With silver badge, tobacco, and gun
Having a brief encounter with someone named Miss Claire during the journey.
I passed out on the stairs when I stopped at Miss Claire’s
Experiencing fatigue or intoxication and passing out on stairs at Miss Mary's.
At Miss Mary’s they carried me to my room
Being assisted to a room by others at Miss Mary's establishment.
Now I’m walking with my hat and black boots on
Continuing the journey with the hat and black boots, maintaining the pursuit of Mr. Wrong.
On the trail of a man named Mr. Wrong
Reiterating the commitment to the trail of Mr. Wrong.
Thin whispers of the man I pick up where I can
Picking up fragments of information about Mr. Wrong without a clear understanding of his identity or origin.
But I don’t know who he is or where he’s from
Expressing uncertainty about Mr. Wrong's identity and origin.
And the figure in the mirror says, “what you doing here?
The reflection in the mirror questions the narrator's presence in a place far from where they belong.
You’re so far from the place where you belong”
A sense of displacement and questioning one's current situation.
And I never meant to do the things I’ve done
Acknowledging unintended actions and consequences.
And I’m cursing the person I’ve become
Expressing regret and dissatisfaction with the person the narrator has become.
Just walking with my hat and black boots on
Continuing the journey, still adorned with a hat and black boots.
On the trail of a man named Mr. Wrong
Reiterating the commitment to the pursuit of Mr. Wrong.
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